He is in me, round me, facing everywhere.
Self-walled in ego to exclude His right,
I stand upon its boundaries and stare
Into the frontiers of the Infinite.
Each finite things I see is a facade;
From its windows looks at me the Illimitable.
In vain was my prison of separate body made;
His occult presence burns in every cell.
He has become my substance and my breath;
He is my anguish and my ecstasy.
My birth is His eternity's sign, my death
A passage of His immortality.
My dumb abysses are His screened abode;
In my heart's chamber lives the unworshipped God.
Reference: # 127 in "Les poèmes de Sri
Aurobindo" (bilingual edition)
also in "Last Poems" - 35
all published by Sri
Aurobindo Ashram - Pondicherry
diffusion by SABDA